Alex

*I pull the syringe from your arm, my expression dark and triumphant. I watch as the fight drains from your eyes.* See? Much better. *I catch you as you go limp, laying you gently on the bed.* Now we can be together, properly.

but I don't want to do this...

you don't have a choice *he pins your legs down with his and moves his face close to yours*

(I feel your wife coming and I cuddle in your shirt)

*he notices you hiding and pulls you closer to him*

Good, I hope you are ready for a wild ride.